Scarves Made Of Silk [phan highschool au]

Phil's house

A/n: design one.
Phil-

I sit on my bed with Dan. I invited him over after school today so that we could just hang out.

"So the other week you said that you liked me?" I wink.

"Um- yeah." I says sheepishly, hiding his face.

"Don't hide your pretty face."

"I don't remember you being so flirty?" He grins.

"I'm very flirty actually, I just don't necessarily show it when I first meet people."

"So you're not all that posh?"

"Oh hell no." I laugh.

Dan-

We lye on the bed together talking for a couple hours talking. I stand up and walk over to my school bag to take out a book, its a book of sketches I made. When I bend down to take it out I feel his presence from behind me.

"Honestly you are way to pretty." He expresses casually.

"Thanks I guess."

"Have you ever kissed someone?" He questions causally.

"What?!"

"Just a question." He repeats..

I moves my lips to his, pressing them hard. Wow he's a good kisser. The funny sound that you hear in the movie sounds when our lips separate.

BEEP

"What was that?" I ask breathlessly.

"Dammit, hold on."

Phil walks over to the tallboy and picks up his phone.

"Lester." He says. "Venice? Ah yes, good, good, you? Great. Yep. Yep, Sure."

Wow this sounds like a boring conversation.

"What? Really? I can't do it later? Alright fine I can only get a decent one on the table by Friday though. Thats two days. Yeah. Alright good talking to you."

He hangs up.

"Im sorry." He says giving me a hug.

"What was that about?"

"I have to get an entire outfit on the table by Friday. I can't even draw, I need to get my sketch artist, I need ideas, inspiration. Friday? Who am I kidding, I can't get this done by Friday." He says, putting this hands in his face.

"I could help you."

"What?"

"I could help you." I repeat.

"How?"

"What do you need, an entire new outfit to be sold to everyone or just to make something for one person."

"First one."

"I know that to do then." I smile.

"What?"

"Phil can you get me a pencil and sketch book?"

He nods his head before running out of the room. He returns moment later with a pencil and a sketch book filled with A3 paper.

"Alright I'm just going to draw something." I say.

"I Trust you." He giggles.

I start to sketch a body, drawing the curves and shading the darker spots. The pencil dances along the paper, marking everything that it hits. It's beautiful.

Phil-
"Done."

"What?"

"I said I'm done."

"Already?"

"Yeah."

"Okay let's take a look."

He turns around the sketch pad so that I can see two very well drawn men.

"So I have two designs." He says. "The first one isn't formal but is isn't casual, I don't know how to explain it." He points to the first one on the left.

"What is it. Exactly."

"Well there's a checkered shirt, red, blue, black and white, but you could probably choose other colours. On top of it is a grey sweater, again you could change the colours, the collar is also folded on top of the jumper, and over it is a brown jacket with vertical pockets." He explains as he points around the drawing.

"And the lower half?"

"Skinny jeans, preferably black or dark blue. Then black boots, the short type that equestrians wear."

I give a quick nod.

"And the other one?"

"This one it a little more casual, it it's black skinny jeans, shoes in the style of vans and a really baggy sweater. Sweater in red , black, grey, while or Moran."

I look at him.

"So.. Do you like them."

"I love them!" I exclaim.

"How do you send them to be made?" He asks.

"You won't have to worry about that bear." I smile.

"Bear?"

"You look like a teddy bear." I smile.